When we stopped kissing, we looked at each other and laughed a little before sharing a few awkward moments of – well now what? I just took her by bo...h hands and led her toward the bed, walking backwards and smiling at her. I fell onto the bed on my back and pulled her towards me before rolling over a little to continue our kissing. My right hand was free to roam, and it took liberties with her left breast before moving higher to stroke her face and hair. Her smile let me know the green light of. Thirty-five dollars for the week's rental was a bargain for a truck that his alien friends were going to completely overhaul."What about the airbag, Waylon?" Barry asked."Good question. I guess we better go pick it up," Waylon said. He didn't want to spend the money, but questions would be asked if he didn't. "Besides, I think you'll like where we're going."West of TownWaylon checked the hand-drawn map Mr. Newberg had given him. This was farm country, with the occasional house scattered here. Now the sane, rational Gerald was back in control."Get up, and get dressed," he told her as he released his grip on her shoulders. "I can't do this to you. I still like you too much, Kim. You're like part of the family."Kim struggled back to her feet and started to pull her jeans back up. But before she fastened them, she stopped, smiled at him, and said, "No, Mr. M."He had been looking at the floor in shame, but now he looked up at her. There were still a few tears trickling down her cheeks,. As she stood waiting she felt the tinge of jealously as she observed couples, whether married or not it didn't matter, engaged in activities that showed her they were keen on each other. At a function where her husband had been invited to a dinner put on by her selections of friends it hurt, not that she would admit it, as her husband sat as far away from her as possible while other couples were almost entangled themselves with each other. However, that was the way it was and had been for.